Brothers in Blue A Bryson Family Christmas - Jeanne St. James Page 0,18
but at that moment, neither did. This time was for them.
Just husband and wife. Lovers reconnecting.
He grabbed her hand, turned her around and settled her body between his legs, so she could lean back against his chest. He pressed his cheek to hers and circled his arms around her, planting his hands firmly on her growing belly.
He spread his fingers and murmured, “It’s a girl. I just know it.”
“I love that you want that for me, Marc. And while I want it, too, I’m trying not to get my hopes up. Your mom had three boys, so our odds aren’t good.”
“Can you live with three boys?”
“Do I have a choice?”
He pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Well, you could run away.”
She reached back and spread her fingers across his cheek as he began to rub her stomach. She sighed and relaxed against him. “As long as it’s yours, I’ll be happy with whatever it is.”
“Liar.”
“Wait. Which part am I lying about?”
“I know that kid’s mine.”
“Are you sure?” she asked.
“I’m irresistible, remember? You haven’t looked at another man since the second you saw me.”
Leah made a choking sound. “If you didn’t know, you really don’t have to look at a man to get pregnant by him.”
“Oh, were you visiting some glory holes?”
She shook against him. “Only one was needed, apparently,” she said as she placed her hand over his as he continued to make wide circles over her belly.
He loved when she was pregnant. Even two kids later, he was fascinated at the fact she was capable of growing and carrying another life inside her. A life that they created together.
Under the water, she ran her fingers back and forth from his knees to his thighs. His hands shifted higher to the top curve of her belly, his knuckles brushing the undersides of her heavy breasts.
Oh hell yes, he loved when she was pregnant. And breastfeeding.
She turned her head enough to offer her mouth, so he took it, sliding his tongue inside to taste and tangle with hers.
The power shift they had even happened with kissing. One second he would be ravishing her mouth, the next, she would do it to him.
She reminded him constantly in the littlest ways that she was an equal. And just because she could bear children, didn’t mean she was only a mother.
She was so much more.
And, lucky bastard that he was, she was also his.
The woman in his arms was intelligent, strong and highly driven. That made her sexy as fuck. The bigger boobs during pregnancy didn’t hurt, either. Though, he kept that lecherous thought to himself since he liked his nuts right where they currently hung.
He pulled his tongue back and she chased it with hers into his mouth, taking control of the kiss, deepening it and adding the vibration of her groan to the mix.
He cupped the undersides of her breasts, squeezing gently, while thumbing the nipples, the tips turning into tight nubs. He captured and twisted them between his fingers, causing her to release another long groan into his mouth, encouraging him to continue. He turned the gentle motion into a more demanding one, twisting harder and faster. She ground her ass back into his balls and his now semi-erect cock.
He broke the kiss, pushed her partially wet hair away from her neck and nibbled at the skin where it met her shoulder.
“Look at you, rising to the occasion a lot quicker than expected.” Her voice was throaty, exactly how it got when she was turned on and ready to ride her husband.
“Well, my wife called me a god, so...”
She dropped her head and shook against him again, her ass wiggling into his crotch, which encouraged his cock to grow even more.
“Did you bring in that cock ring?” she asked.
“Of course, I get off on those vibrations just as much as you.”
She reached behind her and patted his cheek. “I know you do. It’s a conundrum. The ring keeps you hard while those vibrations make you want to blow.”
“Mmm,” he murmured, kissing along the damp curve of her shoulder. “You make me want to blow.”
“Better put it on now before you get too hard.” She twisted. “Or let me.”
“I’ll do it. Last time you just about neutered me.”
“Well, you shouldn’t have moved so much!”
“I was trying to escape your sadistic torture. You had me trapped by my dick.”
“It’s a very nice dick.”
“That should remain attached if you want to continue to use it.”